Free

I love Friday.
I love Friday.

Freeday. Thank God It's Friday.
Friday I'm in Love. *with freedom.

I partly love Saturdays'. I don't like Sundays, at all.
Don't get me started on the rest.

If i were president, everyday would be a Friday, and I shall erase all your problems. Just because.

Feeling so so lazy. Feeling sleepy, hungry, bored all on a Friday.
I love ittt. x)

Me

I can feel this blog dying. Just like me, it's slowly slowly making its way to the grand entrance of Heavens' gate. But unlike me, not too sure if I'll wind up there. *prays. Then again, someone as nice as me would probably have no problem.

Perfect

There's the pitch, slow and straight
All I have to do is swing.

Down

The Boxer Rebellion. People who rebel against boxers. Wolfmother. Mother to the wolf.
zomggggg in need of a life.
It was an okay Saturday, I've had worst.
Worst as in rotting, I didn't rot today.
All good.

Up

One day someone is going to break down my walls. My very big walls which happens to be there for reasons unknown. Feeling trapped? hahah i don't think so. I'm all good. I also happen to be very bored but I have no idea how to pass time. No! I take that back, time please come back, I love you so much! I don't want to go back to college when everyone else is having their break. This sucks.

I wish life came with a remote. Or maybe not, just a food menu, because I'm feeling hungry. Holidays are coming to an end and I'm depressed. Nothing productive was done. At all. Friday and the weekends can still save me. In the meantime, Romy, Oliver and Jamie can definitely help me. Salutes to Tins and Let. *gives a big smile*

Could have sworn I dreamed of KFC. Oh damnnn. Wait where was I?